The Maze

I see a large maze from a top view. Lots of paths with dead ends, lots of doors leading to nowhere. There is a person fumbling along through the maze. They realize there is a definite destination, and that the destination is good, and that the only way to get there is to go through the maze; taking wrong turns, making u turns, opening pointless doors.

After seeing the person moving through the maze, going down corridors, opening and going into different doors for some time, I notice that they now have a blind fold on. They are still having to feel their way through, but are beginning to realize they are blindfolded and completely blind to where they are going.

Realizing this helps them. They pause to assess the situation. They realize the blindfold is to train their ability to be led by spiritual, instead of physical, eyes.

I see a lot less pointless searching. Less frustration. Less frantic looking. Less anxiety. A door is opened, stepped into even, but instead of plowing ahead there is a pause. There is no need to go further because of a knowing, apart from sight, or even touch, that the door leads to nowhere.

Back in the hallway the person grows silent and contemplative, slowly beginning to trust their ability, until eventually they are at a complete stand still. They stand waiting; listening.

Measured, but confident steps, are taken down the corridor, hands still feeling the surrounding walls until they stop confused by the wall mounting up from the floor directly in front of them.

Standing in front of the wall a recognition that the path is straight through the wall arises. Hands pressing, groping for a possible lever that might open a hidden door finally fall to their side, defeated.

Having grown more confident in the silences, they listen. With a deep breath they step forward, straight into the wall, straight through the wall-it parts to make a way before them.

Things begin to make sense; the maze,the doors that lead to nowhere; the dead ends; the blindfold; they are all for training.

I still see the person in the maze from above, but I shift perspectives and see the blindfolded persons’s point of view:

They are being led by a Light. No walls, doors or corridors exist for them.

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2 thoughts on “The Maze”

I had a dream on August 12, 2011. In this dream I could see myself walking along a rocky path; one that would be easy to trip and fall on if you didn’t watch where you were going. In this dream my eyes were also bandaged so couldn’t see where I was going. The Lord was standing in front of me and He was holding both of my hands. I had to listen to the Lord for each step I took so that I wouldn’t fall. What was cool was that as I was walking forwards, the Lord was waking backwards and yet He never turned around to see where He was going, His attention was set on directing my steps so that I wouldn’t stumble or fall. What I see as the meaning of this dream is that this is the beginning of a faith walk that will rewrite require a hearing ear and an obedient heart.

Here are some things that the Lord is showing me. My eyes in the dream were bandaged which leads me to believe that my eyesight was damaged. We humans judge by sight and not as the Lord judges which is by the heart. When you are blind, you can not judge by what you see but must rely on the one with the sight to tell you what He (Jesus) sees. I said in the dream that I had lost my eyesight in exchange for His. When you are blind, hearing becomes vital to your survival. In the above dream, I was on a very rocky road and had to Listen to the Lord to know where to place my feet. It is a hard thing when your eyes tell you one thing but the Lord’s tell you something completely different . It is about faith in the Lord’s eyes, faith in His judgements as opposed to yours, and faith in His ability to lead and guide and not leaning to your own understanding of things.